Feng Mo seemed not to have reacted at all. The decapitating blow landed on his neck, but the situation where Feng Mo would be beheaded with a single cut did not occur.
"What?"
Gong Ba's eyes bulged. His blade struck like it had hit a great mountain or river, managing only to scratch a tiny cut on Feng Mo's neck, not even an inch deep, as if Feng Mo was not made of flesh and blood at all!
"Ah... I really ate too much, I really don't want to waste such delicious food! Food is best when it's fresh!"
Feng Mo's dull eyes roved as he stared at Gong Ba in front of him. He let out a long sigh, his pupils sharpening into a beastly vertical slit. A dangerously ominous aura spread from him!
Swoosh!
Feng Mo's right arm suddenly moved, fast! Faster than one could imagine!
His arm inexplicably extended by over half a meter, his slender fingers like daggers, reaching for Gong Ba's heart.
"Swoosh!"